Great Zhou Wensheng

Chapter 237 The Divine General Summons! [To repay the city's loyalty to the governor, I will personally shoot a tiger, like Sun Quan!]

"To repay the city's loyalty to the governor, I will personally shoot a tiger, just like Sun Quan!"

Jiang Xingzhou used his fingers as a brush and wrote with a flourish in mid-air!

With fingertips guiding the powerful literary energy, the brilliant true meaning of this phrase was actually outlined in the void!
"boom--!"

The pillar of literary energy that pierced through heaven and earth, stirred by the meaning of the words, suddenly split into a powerful current, which, like a breach in the Milky Way, pierced straight into the thick dark clouds above Mizhou City!

The oppressive clouds that had enveloped the battlefield seemed to be cleaved in two by an invisible giant axe, unleashing a deafening roar!

The dark clouds churned violently, receding to both sides like a tide, and were blasted open with a huge gap whose edges were crackling with lightning!

Deep within the gap, there is no sky, only a vast and boundless void, as if connected to the source of the long river of history!
An ancient, boundless pressure, like a mountain solidified into reality, poured down from the void, enveloping the entire city of Mizhou!

All the soldiers guarding the city walls—whether they were soldiers standing with their weapons or officials holding civil positions—were terrified at this moment, and their hearts were filled with the desire to prostrate themselves!
"Then...what is that?!"

Someone pointed tremblingly to the gap in the clouds and cried out in alarm.

The darkness within the cracks in the clouds surged violently, and streaks of golden lightning danced wildly like dragons and snakes, converging into a thunderous vortex that blotted out the sky!

At the center of the vortex, light exploded violently—

A towering figure broke through the barriers of time and space, traversed the long river of history, and descended from the sky!
The first to break through the halo was a magnificent steed, its body a deep crimson like blazing flames, its hooves treading on snow! Its mane flew like fire, and its neigh ripped through the sky; it was none other than "Kuaihang," the famous steed of Jiangdong, which would be recorded in history!
On horseback, a divine general stood with an arrogant expression.

Clad in heavy armor with dragon patterns and embroidered robes, his face was sharp and stern, and his bright blue eyes shone brightly, illuminating the battlefield; his purple beard fluttered in the wind, adding to his domineering aura!

And what he held in his hand was the ancient Dingdao sword that had once cleaved through the flames of war in a chaotic world—the blade had not moved, yet its murderous aura already permeated the void!

This man, with his horse and sword, carrying the heroic spirit of a ruler who would sweep across Jiangdong and look down upon the world, surged forth from the long river of words and descended fiercely onto the battlefield amidst the flames of war!
"Sun...Sun Quan! It's Sun Quan, the Great Emperor of Eastern Wu!"

An old scholar, his beard and hair trembling, tears streaming down his face as he hoarsely cried out that name that would shake the ages!
"A divine general from the Three Kingdoms has appeared! Minister Jiang's words have astonished heaven and earth, awakening the heroic spirits deep within the annals of history!"

"Words that uphold the nation, meanings that transcend time! This is a sign that literature and the Way of the Gods have reached the divine—if not for the approval of heroic spirits, how could one transcend the boundary between life and death to appear here!"

In an instant, the city walls of Mizhou erupted in a thunderous uproar!

Countless eyes were fixed intently on the imposing figure of the ruler, with his purple beard and green eyes. Scholars raised their arms, soldiers clapped their hands, and tears mingled with the smoke of war.

The timeless elegance that once existed only in bamboo slips and poems has now broken through the dust of time with the strokes of Jiang Xingzhou's brush, standing proudly in the world with divine grace!
This is no longer a literary skill, but a miracle! It is the supreme power of literature that connects heaven and earth and questions the history of time!

Sun Quan's spirit gaze seemed to transcend millennia, indifferently sweeping over the dark, dense Snow Wolf army below before finally fixing its gaze on Jiang Xingzhou.

He nodded slightly, a hint of admiration flickering in his eyes.

Immediately, the ancient sword slowly rose, its blade pointing directly at the wolf army formation—

A battle intent that swept across the eight wastelands and looked down upon the world erupted like a surging ocean!
Sun Quan's spirit roared to the sky, its voice like a dragon's cry splitting the air, completely suppressing the howls of ten thousand wolves!

His steed "Quick Voyager" reared up and transformed into a streak of red lightning, cutting through the wind as he charged ahead of the enemy ranks!
The eldest prince of the Snow Wolf Kingdom was completely blank.

All violence, greed, and anger were utterly crushed into dust by the most primal fear before that imposing figure with emerald eyes and a purple beard!
"Sun...Sun Quan?! How is this possible?!"

Although it had never read the history books of the human race, the name "Sun Quan, the Great Emperor of Eastern Wu" had long been elevated to a mythical existence through the passage of time, enjoying the incense offerings of the human world and awe-inspiring in the Hall of Heroes—even the high-ranking members of the demon race had heard of him!
That was a terrifying name that once influenced the rise and fall of a nation on ancient battlefields, a being listed on the taboo list of the demon race, and a being worthy of being called a half-saint!

Such a person, even if he is just a spirit summoned by the poem of the State, how could he, a mere demon prince, possibly contend with him?
I'm afraid the opponent only needs one strike to turn him and his personal guards, the wolf riders, into ashes!
What is the desire for revenge, what is the contribution of supplies, what is the glory of war... In the face of life and death, all of these become a ridiculous joke!
"Retreat! Retreat now—!!!"

Extreme fear engulfed everything. The eldest prince let out a distorted howl, no longer caring about princely dignity or the responsibilities of a commander.

He yanked the reins hard, kicked the already panicked wolf rider in the stomach, turned the wolf's head around, and ran wildly back the way he came with all his might!

His escape immediately triggered a chain reaction of collapses.

The fact that the commander-in-chief fled the battlefield in such a panicked and disheveled manner dealt a devastating blow to the morale of the army!
Originally intimidated by the overwhelming aura of Sun Quan's heroic spirit, they completely collapsed at this moment!
"The eldest prince has escaped!"

"Run!"

"That is a human god-general, invincible!"

Panic spread like wildfire through the wolf army.

Wolf soldiers have always revered the strong, and now that even their commander has fled at the mere sight of them, they have no will to fight left.
"boom--!"

The vanguard of tens of thousands of wolf riders was instantly thrown into chaos! Their formation collapsed, and they abandoned their comrades, each one wishing they had two more legs. Like headless flies, they charged and trampled each other, fleeing for their lives in the direction of the eldest prince!
The defeat of the army was like the collapse of a mountain.

The divine general and heroic spirit Sun Quan leaped out on his "Fast Voyage," tearing through the twilight like a crimson lightning bolt, and crashed fiercely into the wolf army's formation!

His emerald eyes remained calm, radiating an aura of dominance over the world. The ancient sword in his hand, bearing the weight of the Eastern Wu's destiny and its hegemonic ambitions, was seemingly casually swung forward—

"Qiang——!"

A sharp, tearing sound pierced the heavens and the earth!
The blade did not strike directly, but instead unleashed a dazzling blade beam that stretched for thousands of feet and was as solid as a physical object!
The light was beyond mere sharpness; it also contained the majestic imperial power and overwhelming momentum of the "purple-bearded, green-eyed man" who dominated the southeast and divided the world!
Wherever the blade's edge passed, space seemed to be torn apart, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable strain!
Their target was none other than the Snow Wolf Kingdom's eldest prince, who was being hastily retreated while surrounded by his wolf guards!

"Protect the Emperor—!"

"Stop it!"

The demon lords and demon generals guarding the eldest prince were instantly terrified and roared in a hoarse voice!

They knew better than ordinary wolf soldiers how terrifying this heroic spirit was, and they also knew that if the Great Prince died before their eyes, the enraged Snow Wolf King would surely take them down with him!
In the blink of an eye, five or six demon lords and demon generals unleashed all their demonic power, revealing their hideous and enormous demonic forms.

They spewed eerie green flames and poisonous miasma, brandished claws and bone weapons forged over a thousand years, and condensed thick bone shields and ice walls—desperately blocking the thousand-foot-long blade of light! They wanted to use the combined power of all the demons to withstand this earth-shattering blow!
however--

"Pfft!" "Crack!" "Boom!"

All resistance was as fragile as paper and clay before that thousand-foot-long blade of light, which contained the will of an emperor!

The demonic fire and poisonous miasma dissipated upon contact, the sharp claws and bone soldiers shattered instantly, and the bone shields and ice walls collapsed with a deafening roar!
The blade's edge didn't hesitate for a moment, tearing through layers of defense as easily as a hot knife through butter, gliding over the massive demon bodies of the demon lords and generals who were desperately resisting! Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The next second, the ferocious faces of those demon lords and demon generals still retained the madness of fighting to the death and the unbelievable horror, but their bodies had been neatly cut in two, and demon blood gushed out like a waterfall. The huge corpses crashed to the ground, shaking up a cloud of dust!
The blade's edge, undiminished in momentum, had already descended upon the head of the terrified eldest prince of the Snow Wolf Kingdom!

"No—! Father, save me..." The eldest prince only had time to let out a desperate wail, his eyes filled with endless fear and regret.

"boom!!!"

The ancient sword's edge struck with pinpoint accuracy!

There was no clang of metal, only a dull thud!

The Snow Wolf Kingdom's eldest prince, with his powerful demon wolf body, couldn't even put up a fight against this strike imbued with the will of an emperor. He was smashed apart in mid-air like a watermelon being shattered!
Flesh, bones, and internal organs instantly turned to dust, swept away by the sharp blade energy and dissipated into the air!
Both body and soul are destroyed!

Only that abrupt, agonizing scream still echoed mournfully across the battlefield…

In an instant, the entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

Both Xue Chonghu's iron cavalry, which was pursuing them relentlessly, and the fleeing wolf army were frozen in place, as if bound by invisible shackles.

All the wolf soldiers stared wide-eyed in terror at the spot where the eldest prince had stood—where only a deep ravine torn open by the sword energy remained, along with the lingering stench of blood.

"The...the eldest prince...is dead?"

"I was...I was stabbed...and then..."

"Even the Demon Lords..."

Boundless fear, like an extreme icy abyss, instantly froze the heart and soul of every wolf soldier.

"escape--!"

It's unclear which wolf soldier was the first to let out a devastating howl, but the already chaotic wolf army completely broke apart. No one maintained formation or obeyed commands anymore; they were like a frightened herd of beasts, driven only by instinct—to desperately distance themselves from that emerald-eyed killing god!
The defeat was like a mountain collapsing.

On the city wall, all the soldiers and scholars of the Great Zhou who witnessed this scene were stunned and speechless.

A knife.

Just one cut.

Not only did they kill the eldest prince of the Snow Wolf Kingdom, but they also annihilated several powerful demon lords and demon generals like mowing grass!
Seeing the divine general Sun Quan riding his divine steed "Kuaihang," wielding the ancient Ding sword, and transforming into crimson lightning as he led the charge into the enemy ranks, his domineering aura and resolute fighting spirit, like sparks falling into hot oil, instantly ignited the passion in the hearts of all the soldiers!

Xue Chonghu felt an unprecedented surge of heroic spirit rushing to his head, and the power of the magnificent literary style of "Jiang Cheng Zi" surging around him was like a river, surging endlessly!

He gazed at the overlord's figure that seemed to have transcended time and space, and in a daze, he seemed to see the glorious past when his ancestors followed the founding emperor to expand the territory and gallop alongside the heroes of the world!
"Hahaha! Excellent! What a brilliant 'Shoot the tiger yourself, watch Sun Lang!'"

Xue Chonghu let out a long roar that shook the wilderness, and proudly raised his long sword!
Bathed in the brilliant light of the setting sun and the scholarly atmosphere, the sword's edge reflected a chilling gleam that captivated the soul!

His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept over the thousand Iron Mountain Cavalrymen behind him, all equally imbued with scholarly aura and boiling with battle blood. He unleashed a deafening roar, drawing all his strength:

"Young men of the Great Zhou! With the divine might of the Wu Emperor paving the way ahead and the national treasure poem protecting us from behind!"

"Follow me—"

"kill--!!!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A thousand iron cavalrymen roared in unison, their voices converging to form a steel torrent that tore through the sky!

The warhorses neighed, their iron hooves shaking the earth. The entire cavalry formation was like a giant arrow shot from a fully drawn bow, chasing after the crimson lightning. With overwhelming force, they launched a desperate, all-or-nothing charge towards the Snow Wolf Kingdom's vanguard, which outnumbered them tenfold!

"A thousand horsemen sweep across the plain!"

As the iron cavalry passed by, the literary brilliance of "Jiang Chengzi: Hunting in Mizhou" was like a divine flame coating the sharp arrows, making them like red-hot blades cutting into solidified grease, instantly piercing through the chaotic formation of ten thousand wolf soldiers with an almost crushing force!

"kill--!"

Xue Chonghu took the lead, his long sword dancing swiftly, and with the infusion of powerful literary energy, the sword's edge shot out several feet of cold light!

Wherever they went, any wolf soldiers who tried to stop them were cut down, armor and all, as if they were just crushing weeds!

At this moment, he had long since shed the composure of a city garrison commander and transformed into a fierce general whose aura could overwhelm mountains and rivers and whose might could make ten thousand armies retreat!

The illusory images of brocade hats, imbued with literary energy, shone brightly atop the heads of the thousand Iron Mountain Cavalry soldiers. Their fighting spirit and righteous literary energy blended seamlessly, and their killing intent was pushed to its peak.

They followed closely behind their commander, their arrow-shaped formation resembling a blazing blade, resolutely wedging itself into the surging black wolf tide!

boom--!
The two torrents collided, causing the earth to shake violently!
Men and horses fell, blood splattered, and the howls of the wolves and the roars of the soldiers instantly intertwined!
However, the expected fierce battle, resulting from the disparity in troop strength, did not materialize.

With the immense blessing of the Zhenguo Ci Pian, and especially with Sun Quan's heroic spirit leading the way as the "destroying spearhead," Xue Chonghu's charge of a thousand cavalrymen unleashed a terrifying and devastating force!
But Sun Quan's spirit had piercing blue eyes, and with each swing of his ancient sword, he carried the majestic imperial might that could cleave through time and space. His sword energy stretched for hundreds of feet, and he was invincible!
The wolf clan's generals and soldiers crumbled at the first contact, either dying or being wounded, and were utterly incapable of organizing any effective resistance.

Taking advantage of this overwhelming momentum, Xue Chonghu led his iron cavalry along the blood-soaked path torn open by the divine general, charging forward with ferocity! Spears thrust like a forest, sabers slashed like snowflakes, utterly shattering the already chaotic formation of the ten thousand wolf soldiers!
Wherever they went, all that remained were scattered corpses and desperate wails.

On the city walls of Mizhou Prefecture, all was silent except for the banners fluttering in the wind.

Scholars like Wang Ling and Li Mu, gazing at the overwhelming charge below the city, were so excited that their fingertips trembled. They wished they could leap off the city wall and personally participate in this magnificent battle that would be etched in history.

Du Zining and Zhang Xu, with their eyes gleaming, held their breath and focused intently on capturing every trace of the interplay between literary spirit and fighting will on the battlefield—for them, this was a once-in-a-lifetime understanding of the Way of Literature, a true military strategy beyond the pages of books.

Minister of War Tang Xiujin's knuckles trembled slightly as he stroked his beard, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.
"A divine general leads the way, a thousand cavalry break through the enemy lines! His talent in navigation is truly unparalleled in this era; and Chong Hu's bravery today is worthy of the prestige of the Xue family!"

(End of this chapter)